Chapter 113: Martial Saint War Zhao Zilong

You are looking for death!!" The fat black man began to sneer again, "Archers prepare,"

"Stop!" A shout came from the back of the convoy, interrupting the words of the black fat man, it turned out that Lin Xie, who was hanging far behind, finally arrived. Flash Dance

Lin Xie's voice was not too big, but it gave people a sense of weight like gold and iron.

All the robbers who heard the sound felt their hearts sink and tremble, and they involuntarily lowered their bows and arrows in their hands.

This is a manifestation of the cultivation of internal force to a very high level, the sound rushes out, rubs against the air current, cracks the gold through the stones, makes people feel that the landslide and the ground cracks, and the mind is taken away!

According to the biographies of historical heroes, there are Buddhist monks who make angry eyes and make a lion roar, a loud roar, which can directly scare the tiger to death.

Even, when a monk encounters a group of robbers, a roar can make the robbers put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot!

"What. The fat black man's face changed greatly, and he could hear that the person who came was a terrible master of internal strength.

Whether it was the Lei family's convoy or the robbers, everyone's eyes turned to the newcomer Lin Xie.

Lin Xie walked over step by step, with his empty hands, the Dragon Sparrow Treasure Knife was still behind his back, and the robbers saw that he was full of momentum, so they spontaneously got out of the way and let him walk in front of the black fat man.

"You're the big brother of this group, what do you call it??" Lin Xie looked at the fat black man and the fine iron red tasseled spear in his hand. Flash Dance

"My eldest brother, the people of the rivers and lakes call 'Yunshan Zhao Zilong' yes!" said the dog baby next to him.

"It's down there!" the fat black man straightened his chest cooperatively, and his expression was extremely arrogant.

It seems that this black and fat man is also called Zhao Zilong, but I don't know if there is any relationship between Zhao Zilong of Biyun Mountain and Zhao Zilong of Changshan.

"Then do you know who I am?" Lin Xie laughed.

"Who the fuck do I care about you?" The fat black man was enraged by Lin Xie's rudeness.

"If you are Zhao Zilong, then I am Guan Wusheng!" Lin Xie shouted.

"The big knife is coming!" Lin Xie stretched out his hand, and Zhao Wudao involuntarily handed the Qinglong Yanyue Knife to him.

"Huh~~Huh~~" Lin Xie took the knife in his hand, danced twice, and tried the feel.

Zhao Wudao's Green Dragon Glaive Knife is not light, and people who don't make the big sword knife technique see Lin Xie can dance easily, and they will think that his big sword knife technique is not bad.

But after Zhao Wudao saw Lin Xie wielding the big sword, he couldn't help but secretly regret that his mind was blank just now, he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't think much about it, so he actually handed his weapon to Lin Xie.

As the saying goes, Guan Gong danced the big knife in front of him, Zhao Wudao has practiced the big knife for half his life, and he is an expert in playing the big knife, he can see it at a glance, don't look at Lin Xie's big knife dance, but just because of his strength, he doesn't even have a standard posture with a big knife, this son has never practiced a big knife at all!

"That's good. Flashing "The fat black man's body trembled, concentrating his strength, and it seemed that he was about to use the shadow of the gun to flash and pierce his throat.

"Don't move. Lin Xie said these three words softly.

In an instant, the fat black man only felt that his brain was blank, his mind paused, and his body seemed to have received other instructions, and his whole body was really unable to move.

It's a flash of effort.

"Look at the move!!" The sword light is like lightning, even the lightning is not so bright, so fast!

Lin Xie's knife slashed out at the head of the black fat man, simple, simple, direct, it was just the word "fast", but it had already exerted the maximum power that the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife could emit!

Zhao Wudao also felt that there was a flower in front of him, but he didn't see this Lin Xie's move clearly, the speed of the knife was too fast, not to mention this black fat man who didn't know how to dodge and didn't move, even if it was himself, he couldn't be half sure that he could block this amazing knife under his full attention.

However, the knife flashed, and the fat black man was still motionless, and there was no trace of injury on his body.

"You" only heard the black fat man pointing at Lin Xie, his expression was very weird, and he only said one word in a sentence, and then stopped abruptly.

The sun after the rain was shining on the fat black man's greasy face.

Under his hair, in the middle of his forehead, suddenly, a little red blood beaded appeared.

As soon as the blood bead came out, it grew bigger and bigger, and suddenly it turned into a blood line again.

Bright red blood lines from his forehead, eyebrows, the tip of his nose, philtrum, lips, chin, all the way down.

A line that was originally very thin suddenly became thicker, thicker and thicker, thicker and thicker......

The threads gradually turned into cracks, and the bright red blood gushed more and more.

The fat black man's head suddenly cracked from where the little bead of blood appeared just now.

Then, his body slowly split from the middle, and blood suddenly splattered out of the middle.

What makes people unthinkable is that the fat black man is fat and strong, with strong chest hair, and his physique weighs more than 200 pounds.

But on the contrary, he was still a good person just now, after being hit by Lin Xie's indistinct knife, he fell half of the left side to the right, half of the right side, fell to the left, and suddenly it was split into two halves!

Blood gushed out, splashing the faces of several nearby robbers!

The other robbers were also dumbfounded, and the fat black man was cut in half before he could make a move.

What's even more weird is that the black fat man, as the leader of the robbers, is not weak in martial arts, even if he can't dodge Lin Xie's knife, at least he will dodge it, but he just didn't move.

No one spoke, not even breathing had stopped, and the robbers who were still hideous-faced and murderous just now were soaked with clothes on their backs in a cold sweat.

Zhao Wudao also gasped, just now it was really a martial saint possessed!

Even the experienced dart masters have never seen such a thing.

The servants of the Lei family, such as Yahuanlian and Whitebeard Butler in the convoy, were almost frightened and fainted.

Lin Xie turned around and returned the Qinglong Glaive to Zhao Wudao, and thanked him again, only then did he raise his face and shout at the robbers: "Get out of me if you don't hurry up!!"

It seems that Zhao Zilong can't beat Guan Wusheng, and the robbers scattered in a hurry, and the speed was faster than when they came, leaving only the black fat man who became two halves in the mud.

Lin Xie didn't notice that there was a pair of watery eyes staring at him in the carriage.

This is the first time Sister Lei has seen murder with her own eyes, for the sister of a wealthy family, let alone killing people so ferociously, even killing chickens and sheep has never been seen, it is said that it should be the same as the rest of the Lei family, it is common sense to faint in fright, but Sister Lei watched it with relish and couldn't take her eyes off,

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